Poems About Darkness And Death Novels & Stories

All around us, the plane blazed madly. “I'm slipping Magnus.” I cried. My hand slipped another centimeter and a Yelp escaped my lips. My life flashed before my eyes. “Hold on Selene, I'm not letting you go… Darkness rises from its eternal abyss, When the wolf and devil spawn live, For under the light of the moon that bleeds, Hell's gates shall be handed a key. Three mountains and three streams, To the home where the firstborn sleeps. The cursed spawn must choose Light or darkness, peace or doom.

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

I'm so sorry, I regret it, I shouldn't have agree to this. I fucked up again. I could feel it. That wasn't an apology. ‘’Listen rowan, I don’t give a fuck about you or your stupid relationship situation or what so ever. Don't drag me into your shit and certainly don't carry me to your bed. Don't even come near this room when you are drunk or out of your mind. So Rowan, you and your bullshit can go to hell. The door is over there and open, you can certainly make your way , I’m sure you can.’’

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

"Mom, I don't know much about you. I don't spend that much time with you. I don't know anything about your likes and dislikes. But I know you must be happy. I am living a good life mom. A beautiful and lovely wife, supportive friends and now I am going to be a father soon. You are hearing me, mom your son going to be a father. Please bless my family mom. Thank you for everything you have done for me. I love you, mom." Ryan wiped his tears and stand from there. "Mom, I will take my child to meet his grandmother soon. I miss you always." He bowed in front of his mother's grave and leaves from there. He was happy inside. Before going to jail, Damon told him about his mother's cemetery but he ne

Sky says as she jesters with her hands to me. I took a couple of deep breaths before I began to read my poem out loud. Gathering my nerves before I speak. Lifeless Lost and alone left empty without a home. Watching as the wind blows, chattering through hollow bones. Words are nothing but a sound cracking and breaking with each bound. A girl once set to sore left with oozing pores, born in a world torn in two. Amber eyes stare into the starry skies, locks of blonde hair ripped from a head now bare. A face that once held so much grace, revealing split flesh tattered like mesh. Words are nothing but a sound cracking and breaking with each bound. Tears shed out of so many fears, crying in the da

Old wolves wept, their tears falling on the stone floor, their weathered faces lifted toward the light. "But the war is not over," I said, and the cheering stopped. The silence was immediate, heavy, expectant. Every eye was on me. "The king is dead. The shadow is gone. The darkness is silent. But it is only sleeping. It has slept before. It has always woken. One day, it will wake again. That is the nature of darkness. It does not die. It only waits. It only watches. It only hungers." The pack was silent. The flames crackled. I saw fear in some eyes, defiance in others, hope in a few. A young pup in the back of the hall began to cry, and its mother hushed it, rocking it gently.

“In their castle beyond night Gather the Gods in Darkness, With darkness to pattern man’s fate. The colors of darkness are no monotonous hue- For the blackness of Evil knows various shades, Full many as Evil has names.” Karl Edward Wagner

It felt appealing, stoic and powerful. The real truth is that Darkness is eternal, it can never truly die or fade away. Just as you can never truly cover the sun with one hand, so you can never really extinguish Darkness. It lingers and chases you even through the impossibility of death. A long smile spreads across my lips, as darkness overtook my vision, casting a green glow in my eyes. A smile trails my lips as I hear Isabella screams intensify within me, but it was all in vain.

A pit of nothingness where your deepest fear aside and in the end, you will desire to die. You are the light that represents the sun, and she is the dark that represents the moon. Please do not trust him that much, for in that loop you both choose is a hell that ends you be dead. Dare to be alone? Think twice or you will end up hearing him, walking in your direction, stealing your only life, for a soul he wanted death will upon you. Alone at night? Reading a book upon your bed? Dare not and run for your life for if you don’t believe they will come at the stroke of midnight creeping their way unto you. Don’t dare to look under your bed, for they will come at the top of your head.